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Sēirin High is a new school along with a Basketball club for all males, What if there were two of the most popular schools join them? One from Tēiko Middle of the G.O.M.(Generation of Miracles) and the school Ryūen Middle that the talented Basketball players that are in the G.O.D.(Generation of Diamonds), what happens if both Phantoms were to have a Strong and special Connection?

Dust HATES humans. Dust barely LIKES anyone. When the Bad Sanses are forced to guard a young goddess, Dust gets stuck alone with the child.

In the whole Multiverse one of the Universe has a world where 80% of the population are Female who have powers that are called Quirks while the 20% of the population are Male who have no powers or quirks, What will happen if someone from another Universe appeared ? Instead of Quirk he has Magic ... Y/n the Skeleton son of UnderFell Sans from the UnderFell AU suddenly transported to this world, Will it be KILL or BE KILLED like from his world or Will it be something else .... find out for yourself Good Luck Y/n Warning: - a lot of cussing - still cussing - curse words ? a/n: i don't own any character i'm gonna use in this story they belong to.they're rightful owner

(Takes place in between the rest of the stories) "Before...when I was a mortal...you had all had abused and agonized me all for the sake of fun, even though I had done nothing wrong in my life. And than...all of you...every single one of you, framed me for something I never did. And what is even worse, is that you all tried to kill me. But that...that is by far, the worst mistake that all of you, every single one of you had made. For when I died, in the afterlife that I was in, I faced a God of Death itself. And when I had fought against it and killed it, I had became the new inheritor for the title of the God of Death. And now...now...I had become something else. I have become...all powerful. I am the deity that now exists everywhere in darkness. No universe is away from my grasp , no death is away from my hand. For I, Sans...the God of Death, have become the worst nightmare you had ever thought of being. You might be safe from my deadly touch, but you are never going to be safe from my scythe. Your bodies my be immortal to save you, but your souls are another story. And I...Sans, the God of Death, have become your darkest and bleakest nightmare. I have become, The God of Death, and you all...are nothing more, than souls for me to reap. Souls for me to destroy. And when I destroy all that you love, all they you care about, you are going to wish, you had never, ever, done the stuff that you had done to me in the past. I hope that you are ready for, because the Black Death of the Underworld...is coming." ...Reaper, The God of Death

"I had thought...I had believed...I had hoped that...because you are heroes...you would care more about the lives of others, regardless of what and who they are, and that being heroes...you would care more about the people and the future that they like to make for themselves. But you Union Students...you Union People...you are nothing but traitors and hypocrites to those that looked up to you, who abandoned those that pleaded for you aid, and left them to die, boasting your fight to those that are as evil as you are, and flaunt of your superiority to those under you. I will not let you do this to them anymore. If you refuse to change your ways...and continue with this path of damnation...than I shall be the true hero. One that will lift everyone into my arms...and not the way you abandoned the powerless into the darkness to be forgotten...alone. I will be their hero, and you...will be the fallen. I will not sacrifice people to achieve my goals, and I will not discriminate those that are without powers or of another race, as like every other being...they deserve a life that they can choose to have. And nothing will stop me for fighting for the Discriminated, the Weak, the Powerless. Those that are beating down others for the showing of their own superiority, let me tell you something: you are not heroes...nor are you monsters...you are nothing more...than Megalomaniacs...worse than the very evils that you had sworn to protect the innocent from, that all of you had sworn to fight against. And more importantly with of all...I will accept who I truly am...and embrace my other side of my heritage, to finally be free." ...Sans Gaster The pictures in the story don't belong to me, except the AlphaAbyss Brothers.

(This story is a sequel, taking place after the Abyss Sans Story) "I-It is very amaz-azing how one can cha-change, by the most disastrous of decisions, and the most-ost dumbest of choices. You Uni-Union People thought that it would be fun-funny to try and agonize me, and try to kill-ill my brother, only for me to make you all pay for what you had tried from do, and me hav-having to take extreme decisions to make mea-e-e change, mak-king me who I am now through a long complex process. You all are even more of an abomination than the AUs that I have destroyed in the pas-past. And back than...my mind is as unstable as it always has been. But now...now...it is different. I am far more different than I used to be. Far more stronger than-an I used to be. You all...you all are nothing compared to me. You are nothing but puppets on strings-ings. Filthy glitches in the multi-multiverse. An awful mistake, a nasty bug...that I need to correct-ected. You people can lie all you like, claiming that you are heroes, and yet, you act so messed up and disgusting in the way that I can see and realize in it. I don't care what people think of me, nor-or do I car-care if I am hypocritical or not, if what I do is just-unjustifiable, as for all I care, it'd be really nice if you kept your mouth shut once for a while. And I, Error, the Destroyer of the AUs, will be the end of who you all are, and the end of what you will never be. Your power cannot the power...of my Anti-Void, and the power...of my master. I may hate creation and the Multiverse...but I a-am still willing to do what is right in the end, even if I hate it. And I will mak-make sure...your history will never be known again, and your legacy...of the future...will be era-ased." ...Error The pictures don't belong to me.

(This is a prequel of Abyss Sans' story, focusing on Ink Sans' POV, before Ink had met Abyss himself.) "You heroes claimed that you fight for justice, and that you fight to do what is right in the end, because you claim yourselves to be awesome and unrivaled, as well as the only heroes that this Remnant needs. And yet...here you are, treating me like trash, always agonizing and abusing me for your fun, acting sadistic like the villains you fight. It has become a pleasure at hurting me, as well as the fact that you lie with stories to gain the trust of civilians. And yet...I wasn't any better. In my moment to prove to myself that I am good, there was a selfless prayer that I made to show everyone the light, and it revealed the truth harshly...by getting countless amount of civilians killed. I may have shamed you false heroes, you liars...but I have also shamed myself, because of this prayer that I had made, which made the normal people suffer for this prayer that I alone made. I will no longer fail the civilians anymore, as well as the worlds beyond this Remnant. I will play my role correctly. I maybe soulless, and my emotions may be artificial...but it will not stop me from doing what I should do. But I...I will not do this alone. I am afraid to be alone. I cannot do this alone, can never do this solo. I will have other people with me to help me in this. People that are genuinely heroic and honest in nature, and people that don't care about fame. For I...Ink, and the creators that I work for, we will stop at nothing to make sure that everyone is protected by all of us. And we will stop at nothing no matter what. My old home may be blank and forever lost...but the new one that I live in...it will not be lost. And more importantly, it will not be forgotten. Because I will be the one to forever remember everything that had existed." ...Ink.

A monster cursed to kill the souls of the wicked. If it doesn't, it will die. Trapped by humans Underground, sealing it's fate. An grandchild who returns to the surface, only to pick up where his grandfather left off. The only Underground Creepypasta. For the record, in this Zalgo is a dark angel, Slender is a demon.